Some back story for this post...for the last few months Heather, one of my friends, has been trying to get me to hook up with this friend of hers name Micheal. The only problem with this is that they were all in Pinetop and I was about 300 miles away in the Valley. So it never was really feasible for me to head up easily. But Michael and I did talk on the phone once, but I'm not that great of a conversationalist, but

Flash forward to today, I get a call at work from Jerry (Heather's Hubby) who invites me out to dinner. Usually it is the other way around. :) But he says he has a surprise for me. I pried it out of them that it was Michael, who is now in the valley permanently. So tonite would be my first chance to meet him face to face.

Now this is no reflection on Michael or on our phone conversations, but I was a little leery of meeting him tonite. Not because I wasn't interested in him. But because I'm a stupid freak. I mean it. Around people I don't know I clam up, can't make intelligent conversation, act like a general doofus, etc. Plus I'm just so new to this dating thing (I haven't actually ever been out on one....period.) So you can imagine my hesitation. But than I'm thinking, You're gonna always be new to dating unless you start sometime with someone. So I talked myself into it. I don't know how I did, but I did.

So first impressions? Not what I expected. Now, keep in mind that is not necessarily a bad thing, but....I don't know I just can't explain it. It was an odd evening, probably because we weren't alone. Our mutual friends, Heather and Jerry, came along too...so I suppose you can't really call it a date, but more of an introduction....a personal introduction, rather than an oral. (And get your mind out of the gutter, RIGHT NOW!)

But true to form, I was moronic, idiotic, inconsiderate, isolationistic (is that even a word?)....suffice it to say, I think it was a disaster in my opinion. The night gradually got better, and more relaxed, but I still felt akward...maybe cause this is my first time doing this. I wonder if it is easier if you conform to society more? I mean am I more on edge cause I'm gay?

At the end of our evening, Heather tried to get it out of my what I thought of Michael. I kinda hinted that I was going either way, which unfortunately I think Michael may have caught in passing. Michael and I do share a lot in common...music tastes, same closet (we've both told the same types of people)...but there is still so much more about him I don't know. I like Michael as a friend so far, but I'm going to need to spend a little more time with him to see if he's someone I would like to persue a relationship with.